FORTY FOUR ✖ VIDEO
[So, it's the year anniversary of Charles and Erik being on the Barge. Clearly, the best way to celebrate? Is to get completely wasted.
It's pretty apparent that this is an accidental post: Charles seems to have elbowed the communicator off the table by accident and for a moment, you're getting a good view of the ceiling of the pub and can hear Charles and Erik laughing somewhere close by, but off screen.]
No, no, I'm serious! It works, you have to trust me- [Charles keeps laughing as he leans down and scoops up the communicator, not noticing that it's been turned on and deposits it back on the counter, so now you can see both of them, even if it's still kind of a weird angle. They are both pretty clearly drunk and getting silly, although definitely Charles more so than Erik.] It's, you have to- No I'm serious, Erik, don't make that face at me, just listen-
[Erik is totally making a face and you need to deal with it, he is rolling his eyes and everything.] Come on, Charles, nothing you say will convince me that you have actually found genetics pick up lines useful.
[It's kind of hard to see from this angle, but Charles is making a face back, even though he looks like he's about five seconds away from cracking up, anyway.] Well, I was already in England, so you can't blame the accent.
No, I used to comment on their hair or their eyes or something and say it's a very groovy mutation, and explain that "mutant" is a compliment because mutation took us from single celled organisms to the dominant form of reproductive life on the planet. [He shrugs, still grinning sort of smugly and takes another drink.] Women like an academic.
[It's Erik's turn to laugh and be silly, shaking his head on the edge of the screen.] Emphasis on reproductive life, no doubt. And that works?
[Charles nods and puts his glass down, obviously trying not to grin.] Want to hear another one? I promise it's worked, you should use it sometime.
[Erik just gestures expansively: GO ON. Which is really just making Charles try to hold back laughter again, trying to hold himself together long enough to tell it and more or less half succeeding.]
If I were an enzyme, I'd be a DNA helicase. That way, I could unzip your genes.
[And there is a loud, LOUD groan, and Erik is waving the hand holding his beer about, half threatening to spill it all over, while Charles has completely lost composure and started laughing as Erik responds.] You're joking. You've used that? You must have been slapped at least once!
[Charles shrugs again, still basically giggling.] It gets a laugh if nothing else.
It's pretty apparent that this is an accidental post: Charles seems to have elbowed the communicator off the table by accident and for a moment, you're getting a good view of the ceiling of the pub and can hear Charles and Erik laughing somewhere close by, but off screen.]
No, no, I'm serious! It works, you have to trust me- [Charles keeps laughing as he leans down and scoops up the communicator, not noticing that it's been turned on and deposits it back on the counter, so now you can see both of them, even if it's still kind of a weird angle. They are both pretty clearly drunk and getting silly, although definitely Charles more so than Erik.] It's, you have to- No I'm serious, Erik, don't make that face at me, just listen-
[Erik is totally making a face and you need to deal with it, he is rolling his eyes and everything.] Come on, Charles, nothing you say will convince me that you have actually found genetics pick up lines useful.
[It's kind of hard to see from this angle, but Charles is making a face back, even though he looks like he's about five seconds away from cracking up, anyway.] Well, I was already in England, so you can't blame the accent.
No, I used to comment on their hair or their eyes or something and say it's a very groovy mutation, and explain that "mutant" is a compliment because mutation took us from single celled organisms to the dominant form of reproductive life on the planet. [He shrugs, still grinning sort of smugly and takes another drink.] Women like an academic.
[It's Erik's turn to laugh and be silly, shaking his head on the edge of the screen.] Emphasis on reproductive life, no doubt. And that works?
[Charles nods and puts his glass down, obviously trying not to grin.] Want to hear another one? I promise it's worked, you should use it sometime.
[Erik just gestures expansively: GO ON. Which is really just making Charles try to hold back laughter again, trying to hold himself together long enough to tell it and more or less half succeeding.]
If I were an enzyme, I'd be a DNA helicase. That way, I could unzip your genes.
[And there is a loud, LOUD groan, and Erik is waving the hand holding his beer about, half threatening to spill it all over, while Charles has completely lost composure and started laughing as Erik responds.] You're joking. You've used that? You must have been slapped at least once!
[Charles shrugs again, still basically giggling.] It gets a laugh if nothing else.
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And God knows women just love sweeping generalizations.
Charles, you're broadcasting.
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Sorry, Ivy.
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Would that work on you?
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I needed a better icon
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See, now I know why you never take anyone home to the manor. That is awful.
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[ Because there is none. ]
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VIDEO look at leslie and know shame
No women like academics [Except Joe Biden, of course.] and this is why and probably you should write the Queen a letter of apology.
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Is that really what passes for courtship?
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[Perfect memories are a bitch. They sometimes get these awful things stuck in them.]
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[...] Erik, don't take that as a challenge or a suggestion, I'll make you think you're a woman for a week.
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I think they probably like it because you look cute when you're pleased with yourself?
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And I can try and explain once I've sobered up.
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Right now, the focus was definitely more on making it back to their rooms and whether or not Erik was actually bothering to learn the words to "Ten Thousand Men of Harvard" or if he was just humoring him. This is serious business, Erik. Charles had maybe thrown an arm over his friend's shoulders at some point, which he would deny was for any amount of support if asked, even though he was definitely not even bothering to try walking in a straight line at this point.
And he's singing rather loudly at this point. Sorry, anyone in the vicinity.]
Ten thousand men of Harvard
want victory today,
For they know that o'er old Eli
Fair Harvard holds sway.
So then we'll conquer old Eli's men,
And when the game ends, we'll sing again:
Ten thousand men of Harvard
gained victory today!
[He stops, laughing, and glances over at Erik, grinning. There's definitely been a slur to his words for a while at this point, but he's still a very articulate drunk.] There's also another verse, written in 1953, which is dog Latin. The opening line "illegitimum non carborundum" loosely means "don't let the bastards grind you down." The phrase originally popped up during the Second World War thanks to British army intelligence.
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I like that, what was it? Illegitmon carbodum? [New motto. 8|]
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